Yesterday, I fell off my bike. On seeing a taxi suddenly coming out of a drive, I pulled on my breaks, and somehow, I tumbled over, with the bike landing on me! The bike is fine....me not quite so fine. I did not hit the car, and the kind driver was all attention, and helped me, till I felt able to stagger home.
For the first time in a long time, I was not wearing gloves, so one hand was grazed and the other was good enough for me to be able to pick the grit out. When I got home, the bruises started to hurt as well as the other hand and wrist. The little bottle of arnica oil which I bought last year in Morocco is just by me. I have never used it before, and am amazed by how effective it is. There is no picture of the bruises but if you want to know they are very big now and purple, but not as big as I thought they were going to be! I had fully intended going to knitting but last night it was only one hand....which if quite sufficient for eating fish and chips...sorry but cooking was out of the question, and there was no way way I could knit or even drive.
As I am not able to knit or do too much, I am enjoying an afternoon updating my blog.....I am starting to feel much better, and wonder whether typing has helped my wrist not be seize up. So it is back to home cooking for our supper tonight.